The Adventures of Tintin

The Red Sea Sharks - Part 2

Are you still worried about Mull Pacha's soldiers?

I just don't think they're going to give up that easily.

It took 3 days to arrange this boat.

So they must know by now that we're headed out to sea.

What a pessimist you are, Tintin.

What do you think they'll do? send a squadron of battleships after us?

Well. not quite, but...

Wait! Listen...

Thundering typhoons! He's coming right for us!

Hit the deck!

Bandits! Pirates!

Gangsters! Assassins!

It's him or us this time.

Look out!

Got him!

Good shooting, Tintin!

Captain... what happened?

I don't know... some cowardly rat attacked me from behind.

Look out!

- My "dose"! - Sorry.

Come on... there's no time to lose.

We gotta build some kind of raft fast before the whole thing goes up in flame.

May I have the pleasure of this samba. Princess?

But of course, Marquis.

Excuse me, my lord.

There is a radio call for you.

- It's urgent. - Awfully sorry. dear lady.

Business... always business.

I am indeed a veritable slave.

Don't give it another thought, Marquis.

The Marquis Di Gorgonzola is a true gentleman.

Naturally, malicious tongues spread rumors that he has a shady past.

Hallo! Sheherazade to Blue Goat. I'm listening...

Mr. Blue Goat, powerful Mosquito has stung insect pests 1 and 2. Over.

Message understood. Over and out.

Blue Blistering barnacles!

We've saved 2 cases of provisions and no can opener!

It's enough to drive you crazy.

Help! Over here!

There! It's the Mosquito pilot we shot down.

So? Let him take care of himself.

Help! Help! Help me...!

Piotr Skut! I can't believe it's you!

I... I am sorry.

Sorry? Sorry!

You trigger-happy thug, you! Who put you up to this?

I...

Speak up, you blithering bombardier!

Or I'll defreak you!

Captain!

M.. M.. Mull Pacha!

He gave the orders. but...

I think his orders come from Di Gorgonzola.

- Di Gorgonzola? - Please... careful with knife!

So, tell me Skut..., why were you shooting at us?

I take the job with added military...

They tell me your boat is gun runners and to sink you... I'm sorry...

Well, never mind. The important thing now is to survive.

Try to drink some seawater.

Never... that's saltwater.

Really, Captain, it's not all that bad.

Are you out of your mind? You should never drink that.

It's full of plankton that the fish eat.

This not good.

Yahoo!

There! A ship! We're saved!

Just when you'd swallowed that liquid fish food!

Hey! Over here!

The ship, she not see us.

We've got to get their attention. Has anyone got a mirror?

Uh... You want comb too?

No, thanks, just a mirror.

Well done. sailor!

There... my lord, shipwreck survivors.

3 men and a little dog...

Tintin survives!

- Shall I alter course? - A waste of time!

Proceed on course.

And not a word to the passengers. Understand?

Yoohoo... Marquis!

Marquis? Where are you?

The castaways, my dear fellow. Out there on a raft.

How madly romantic.

Yes. Isn't it exciting?

- I've just given the order to pick them up. - But I...

Pick... them... up!

Yes. sir.

Oh, how gorgeous!

I've always dreamed of seeing real castaways.

Hooray!

Those people are not to have any contact with my guests.

My name is not to be mentioned in front of them. Understand?

Can I believe my eyes! It's Tintin and his friend,

the deep-sea fisherman Paddock!

Art must embrace the children of adventure.

Castafiore!

On behalf of Marquis Di Gorgonzola...

Gorgonzola?

Allow me to welcome you aboard the Scheherazade,

Carissimo mio!

- Let's hop back on the raft! - My dear Tintin!

And Captain Harrock!

Haddock... Signora Castoroili.

Captain Haddock.

Sorry, senores, but His Lordship has given orders.

There is to be no contact with the castaways! Risk of infection, you know.

My good man, I am not you!

I must get rid of Tintin.

I'm calling the Ramona! This is Rastapopoulos.

Ramona here. What's up, boss?

Allan, set a course for my yacht immediately.

I have some passengers for you.

Get dressed, quickly! You're in luck. The freighter, Ramona, has agreed to carry you to land.

Good. fine...

I... I'm coming.

Our castaways! They're leaving!

I wish you a pleasant journey. my dear friends.

Ahh... this is the place for me. Back aboard a good old freighter!

Hear, you two. These are your quarters.

Why separate us? There's room for 3 here.

Right. Skut?

Open up, you ill-mannered savages!

Open up!

Well. well. well...

Allan!

This is a happy reunion, isn't it?

You old bottle-nose. We must have a drink on it!

What's going on? What are you doing here?

You still haven't figured it out, huh?

I command this vessel and I work for Di Gorgonzola!

My orders are to put you ashore at Wadesdah.

It's murder, there's a price on our heads.

You're breaking my heart.

Let's drink to my health.

Not a chance!

I don't drink with Di Gorgonzola's monkeys.

Suit yourself. But I'll just leave the bottle

to console you.

Well... bye for now. Sleep tight.

By the way, do you sleep with your beard under or over the sheet?

Over?

Not that way.

Under?

Blistering barnacles! Not that way either. Who needs blankets?

It's too hot anyway.

Pull, boys... pull...!

She'll blow any minute now.

There... I'm already asleep.

Too hot! Too hot!

Assembly signal! Shake a leg there!

All hands on deck!

What's the matter?

- Get up and give me a hand. - What are you doing?

Well... it's great to be free, but why the panic?

Something's wrong! It's too quiet!

Quick! Let's see what's happening.

Thundering typhoons! The ship's on fire!

Pirates! Filibusters!

Saltwater savages!

18 tons of high explosives.

It'll make a pretty fireworks display.